Why Do I Cry So Easily Novels & Stories

i simple sadi to her pero alam ko mamaya dadaldal na naman yan sa kung sino at mag ask ng kung ano ano at bakit ako umiyak. When i looked to my liitle storm boy, He stared at me with those shimmering eyes as if the tears He'd been holding in were finally about to spill. So i smile at him and tap his head Guess what happen? Finally those tears started to fall i just laughed at him and looked at my side kasi hindi ko alam kung maiiyak ba ako or matatawa ako. In five years, I never saw my son crying because of nonsense thing but i think that's how he love me. Simple thing really matters to them.

Napaiwas nalang ako sa kaniya ng tingin, what's wrong with me? "Give it back, that's special to me so I can't let you have that," I added. Kinuha ko naman pabalik mula sa kaniya 'yong panyo ko at ibinulsa 'yon. I just lend my handkerchief so that she can stop crying, I can just wash it myself. "If they make fun of you again, don't cry and just tell me, I promise to protect you," I insisted. "Why would you do that?" she asked with dewy-eyed. Bakit nga ba? That's because I hate seeing someone cry especially in front of me. There's no other reason aside from that,

Binuhat ko ang anak ko at niyakap ng mahigpit, while my tears leaky down to my cheek. Seeing him crying it's kill me. I'm sorry baby...

bati ko at mabilis na pinunasan ang luha. "Are you happy because they greet you, or are you unhappy because they greet you? are you sad because you're mad at them or are you sad because they make them remember how hard your life as a kid? That's what my mind's been thinking." Napalunok ako at iniiwas ang tingin ng maluha ako. "My mind's been askin', is she crying because she's asking herself why life is so cruel with her?" mariin kong nakagat ang ibabang labi ng maluha at umiling iling.

I said with a hoarse voice. Hindi ko na napigilan pa ang pag-iyak ko dahil tuluyan na akong napahagulgol. Napayuko na lang ako sa kamay nito at doon umiyak. I don't remember when was the last time I cried because of someone. As far as I remember, I'm always been so cold and tough but now, I don't know if I can still do that! Seeing Aodie almost lifeless makes me weak. It's so ironic that the person makes me strong is the reason why I'm slowly becoming so weak.

I don’t know the reason why is he crying now, but I think something triggers him to react this way because of what I said. I slowly removed his two hands covering his face touch his cheeks. Basang-basa ng luha ang kanyang pisngi at sige pa rin ang iyak niya. Hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko habang nakikita siyang umiiyak. Aside from his brave and funny side, I am now seeing his sorrowful and softhearted side. Pero isa lang ang alam ko, when someones is crying, let them cry, let them release the pain through their tears.

Your tears will only encourage them more to hurt you. Kapag umiyak ka, ikaw ang talo. That's why for me, crying is a sign of weakness. Because it's a solid proof that they could hurt you like how they want it. That they have some power over you. That they could crush your heart easily and you couldn't even do anything about it.

I bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying. Naiiyak ako kapag binabalikan ang parteng iyon. I'm always the kind of person who gets easily emotional. I always cry for the smallest things. "Hush, you don't have to say sorry for the things that are not beyond your control. Take the second room."

Hoping that I would say yes, but instead of answering him, I cried. I cry because of frustration. I cry because I was hurt, I'm in pain. I cry because of my son lying inside that fucking ICU room, and I don't know how to help him. I want to ask him if I am not good enough that's why he needs someone else just to pleasure him?! That I didn't pleased him in any way? Am I lacking? What's wrong with me? But all of those questions just hang in there, especially when I saw him crying like me... Like he was in pain too.

Parang alam ng mata ko kung kailan sila maging manhid, nakasuot mismo ng maskara. All because of those people who I care about. I cried for them, but I cried this time because of two different reasons. Tears of joy. And tears of being taken off the mask I've been wearing all along. All emotions poured out as if they were waiting at the right time to be left out. I never thought this is what it feels to cry all out. For everything that happened a single tear wouldn't let me see as weak, am I? “You are not weak, crying is not a reason for you to be called weak, sometimes the stronger one cries too.” cinmellowdy☪